Head in the Clouds

SKYWATCH

HEAD IN THE CLOUDS

Mary Jane

Was rather vain

And also rather dreamy;

Although, 'tis true

Her eyes were blue

And her skin was peach-and-creamy.

The crinoline

That she was in

Was white and frilled and flouncy,

And she'd waltz and sway

Right through the day,

With steps elegant and bouncy.

Her Mother said

'Your silly head

Is in the clouds for sure!

One day you'll fly

Up in the sky

And we'll see you no more!'

And look! It's true!

Up in the blue,

Still crinolined and dreamy,

Is Mary Jane

Singing this refrain....

'Now everyone can see me!'

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RELIC

Nearly forty years ago a great storm wrecked our coast;

A cyclone battered everything in sight.

In the morning we discovered that a foreign cargo ship

Had been washed up on the beach at dead of night.

The ship was called 'The Sygna' and it's been there ever since,

Rusting away and not a sign of crew.

But thrill-seekers on motor-bikes like to ride out on the dunes

In order that they get a better view.

One day no doubt she'll crumble and slip beneath the waves

And our 'ancient relic' will be seen no more.

Until that time the bikes will come

Putt-putting along on Stockton's sandy shore.

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